Collided - Brooke Annibale

No, it was not a waste

A feeling can’t be traced

But I can tell no one told you

I really shouldn’t stay

Feeling out of place

Surrounded by all these people

I can’t deny it

Thinking 'bout how we collided

I can’t define it

Thinking 'bout how we collided

Collided, collided

Thinking 'bout how we collided

Collided, collided

Oh, how carefully we place

Words we shouldn’t say

Wrapped up inside our glances

Feeling insecure

Better just be sure

Think that I’ll take my chances

I can’t deny it

Thinking 'bout how we collided

I can’t define it

Thinking 'bout how we collided

Collided, collided

Thinking 'bout how we collided

Collided, collided

What’s getting in the way

Of everything you say you want?

What’s getting in the way

Of everything you say you want?

What’s getting in the way

Of everything you say you want?

What’s getting in the way

Of everything you say you want?

I can’t deny it

Thinking 'bout how we collided

I can’t define it

Thinking 'bout how we collided

Collided, collided

Thinking 'bout how we collided

Collided, collided